God Put A Smile Upon Your Face (Live)

Where do we go? Nobody knows
I've gotta say I'm on my way, down
God give me style and let me be
Let me and my band play in the Stade de France in beautiful Paris
God put a smile upon my face
God put a smile upon my face

Now let me see your hands in the whole place
Let's go!
We see you, we see you, come with us
We see you at the back and on the right and on the left and on the floor
Now we gonna go fucking wild

Where do we go to draw the line?
All the girls scream if you're having a good time
Where do we go to fall from grace?
Now all the boys make some noise like you're off your fucking feet

And ah, when you work it out, I'm worse than you
Yeah, when you work it out, I want it to
And ah, when you work out where to draw the line
Your guess is as good as mine

Ok, let's go!
Hands up, hands up!